From the beginning, I didn't want to know the gender of our little munchkin. I was pretty adamant about not finding out until the big day. There were many conversations between Jessica and I going back and forth and back and forth... Her arguments were: You can bond better with the baby while he/she's inside, we can plan better with clothes and things, I need to wrap my head around the gender before it comes out...and, her favorite, I JUST WANNA KNOW! My arguments were: I want to have that moment when the baby comes out and you say "it's a...!", I need a little more motivation to push that baby out (because seeing the baby apparently wasn't enough?)...and, my favorite, it's coming out of my body, isn't that the ultimate trump card?? Nope, not the ultimate trump card.
Well, curiosity got the better of me. And the more I thought about it, the more she was right. (Crap, she's going to read this isn't she...) I wasn't feeling very bonded to the baby and that really bothered me. When I would think about being pregnant years ago, I always envisioned it flowy and dreamy and enjoying the miracle that was growing in me - very earth mothery. So far, it wasn't like that. I wasn't being mean to the baby or anything crazy like that but it was just very different from what I anticipated. The wifey was right - I could bond more with the baby if I knew who it was. We've been saying from very, very early on that we both just *know* it's a boy.
I cheated. I asked one of the doctors to take a peek and see if she could tell - then I would surprise Jess at home with the news. The baby's butt was jammed so far down in there, she had a little bit of a hard time seeing but the baby moved and she got excited. She felt 75% sure it was... I brought it home and gave it to Jess. The look on her face was quite perplexed. She opened it up and tried to hide it but I could see the pink GIRL bleeding through the back of the paper. WHAT!? A GIRL?! No way - this is a boy baby! Well, the doctor looked and felt 75% sure so...!
All we kept saying was "Is it really a girl??" "Naaaah, it can't be a girl" "I'll believe it when I see it at the official scan" "Is it reaaaaaaaaally a girl?!?!"
We felt so comfortable that she was right that we got my mom a little cake for her birthday with pink icing inside...
A few days after that gender reveal, we had the official scan. We even made mom keep it quiet because both Jess and I were sure it was a boy. The scan started and I asked the ultrasound tech to go straight to the genitalia. She laughed, because she was obligated to laugh at my corny joke she's heard 100 times already, and continued on with the scan. The baby had it's legs crossed at the beginning but she went on measuring all the right stuff and making sure all the organs were present and accounted for. So far so good - all was healthy! And then it happened...and then it happened. HE showed his business to anyone and everyone within eye shot! Jessica and I both started to laugh and I got teary and we laughed and she typed those three words I'll never forget...
Silly boy!!
And then we had to call my mom..."So do you want another little cake with BLUE frosting on the inside or...??" I believe her exact response was "WHAAAAAAAT?!?!?!" Followed by laughter, laughter, and more laughter. And then she had to go wrap her head around it. HA! She thought SHE had to wrap her head around it! Goodness!
For Jess' mom, we had a little more time to prepare after the official scan and had some pictures on hand. We framed the one above in a cute little frame she had given us for Christmas. She hadn't seen the progress on the nursery yet so that was really fun when she came by. "Hey, check it out - we put a picture in the frame you gave us." She knew it was a boy the whole time too so she got the biggest smile on her face.
We've been having fun thinking of "boy things" and I've been having fun shopping for boy clothes. We're going to be the best boy moms and raise such a good little man. Or we're going to try our best!

YAY!! Congrats =) You willl raise the best lil boy! Cannot wait to meet him! <3
ReplyDeleteand all this time you THOUGHT you weren't bonded, but in fact, you both were very much bonded with baby... so much so that you already knew he was a he. see that... never doubt your motherly instincts!!
ReplyDeletecongrats!!!! :-)